"Does anybody blog anymore?" That is the question Tamara asked me when I suggested that we use our old, neglected blog to provide updates. I responded that I don't think we'll regret having a platform to use as an update hub as we move through this journey. Short story shorter - here we are. And here is where you can find most of what we know.
In the spirit of not burying the lede, I'll just come out and say it - Tamara was diagnosed with Grade 3 invasive ductal carcinoma on September 9th. That's big, scary, heavy news that we're currently processing, but here's the rest of the story as we know it.
Around the first week of September of this year (2024), Tamara noticed a lump in her left breast. At the time, we had hoped it was a hormonal thing that would go away as the menstrual cycle did it's thing. Well, it didn't go away. And on September 25, she went in for a mammogram. It showed a solid mass, about 6 centimeters in diameter. It also showed that there were possibly some masses in the lymph nodes.
Flashback to a few years ago: Tamara underwent a genetic test, and she tested positive for the BRCA 1 gene. This means that she has the gene correlated with aggressive breast cancer, as well as cancers that originate in various other parts of the body (pancreatic, ovarian, etc.).
Fast-forward to about September 30: You can imagine that we were already nervous about this lump we had found. Pairing that existing anxiety with the fact that we'd been able to see visual growth, even in just the 5 days since the mammogram, raised our anxiety off the charts.
After the mammogram, they scheduled us for a biopsy to be done on October 9 - two weeks after the mammogram. Initially, we were disappointed that the biopsy would be so far in the future, but we had a family trip to California planned for October 2 - 5. So, maybe having the biopsy scheduled for the 9th would allow us to have one last hurrah before our world was turned upside down.
Then again ... Nope. Not waiting that long. Tamara called her OBGYN to explain more about her history with breast cancer ...
- Tamara's Grandma died of breast cancer
- Tamara's mother has had bouts with cancer, including breast cancer
- As mentioned before, Tamara tested positive for BRCA 1
- Dr. Byrum put a slightly-confusing label on it: Stage 2 anatomically, Stage 3 prognostically. The difference between the two accounts for how aggressively they expect it to behave. The mass is bigger than a typical stage 4 mass, but hasn't moved outside of where it started. So, technically Stage 2 ... but we're going to fight it like it's Stage 3.
- Dr. Byrum said that the lymph node biopsy was somewhat inconclusive by her estimation, because it seemed like they tested fatty tissue, where they should have tested lymphoid tissue. She thought the test should have included more lymphoid tissue than what she saw. She's going to follow-up on that, but the take-away is that it's still possible that cancer cells have spread to the lymph nodes. And its possible that we'll need another biopsy.
- She said that this is triple-negative breast cancer, which means that it lacks or shows low levels of 3 specific hormone receptors. From our research, it seems like this type of cancer often responds well to chemo, but is more aggressive.
- We have an appointment for Tuesday, October 15 with a different oncologist (Dr. Dumlao) that will take point on the non-surgical treatment (chemo and radiation). Dr. Byrum expects Dr. Dumlao to get chemo and radiation going fairly quickly - within a week or two. We also expect her to recommend a central line to make it easier to get treatment.
- They want to do chemo and radiation before surgery for a few reasons.
- If it does turn out that the lymph node biopsy was incorrect, and that the cancer has spread, the chemo will have first pass at killing whatever is out there.
- To shrink the tumor.
- To see how Tamara's body reacts.
The doctor didn't say this, but I get the sense that at least a small part of the reason they want to go with this chemo treatment plan first is to gauge how effective it is, in case we need it down the line. Again, Tamara tested positive for the BRCA 1 gene mutation, which (as a reminder) has implications for cancer in various parts of the body (pancreatic, ovarian, etc.). If we just remove the tumor surgically, we lose the opportunity to see how it will react to chemo.
- We'll have a firmer plan after we talk to the oncologist, but the surgeon indicated that we'll likely go with about 6 months of chemo and radiation, followed by a bilateral mastectomy and then a hysterectomy (with removal of the ovaries). None of that is good news.
With the appointment done, we felt like we had just attempted hydration via firehose. We were both exhausted and our heads were in a vortex. But, we still had kids that deserved to be prepared for what's coming. After the biopsy, because they noticed the pain their mom was in, we had brushed it all off as normal 35 year-old woman check-ups. We didn't feel like we knew enough info to saddle them with the burden of reality. So, we decided to wait to clue them in until after the first appointment with an oncologist.
We sat them down, and Tamara told them that everybody has a story that they're living. Part of what makes stories interesting is the challenges that every main character has to endure and overcome. She said that we needed to tell them about a new challenge that we're all going to have to overcome together, that will be a big part of their lives and stories, starting today.
With that lovely, inspired preface, she broke the news and, as you might imagine, they had a pretty intense cry session. Much was said about the lack of fairness, about how they don't want Mom to be in pain, and that this is really bad timing - having just lost their Grandma to cancer.
Tamara assured them that this isn't going to be what gets her - that "Mom's cancer is very different from Grandma's cancer." This seemed to help a bit. Then, I told them, "if you feel like fighting, put your fighting pants on. If you feel like hugging, put your hugging sweater on. If you feel like thinking, put your thinking cap on." I told them that I felt like fighting and that I had some choice words in my head that I was directing at cancer.
They all seemed to perk up at our reassurances and decided they needed to make a few Smash Bros characters to represent what they thought of cancer. They wanted to literally fight cancer, and figured a video game allowed them to do just that. The names chosen for these video game characters were "Stupid Cancer", "Dumb Cancer", and ... "Fart Cancer" (sorry, Mom). They created these characters and made sure to only afford them the weakest/worst abilities. The rest of the afternoon, the kids engaged in some epic team battles, the outcomes of which were largely assured from the beginning. They had fun ganging up on these cancer characters, beating them into oblivion. Team Cancer has now been thoroughly vanquished, many times. Seems like it helped them feel like they had something to do. We also bought this 12-pack of wrist bands to give the kids a "team uniform" of sorts, to wear in solidarity.
SO ... we have a long road ahead, and its going to be rough. We're exhausted from just hearing about everything today. Please keep Tamara in your thoughts and prayers. I believe in the power of vibes, thoughts, and prayers (perhaps all words for the same thing). Please send all your thinking, hugging, and fighting thoughts with a special emphasis on the annihilation of cancer.
Love you Jared and Tamara! I’ve been in remission for fifteen years and you will be saying that to someone else too in the future that needs a boost. You two got this!!!
ReplyDeleteWow, reading your account sounds like the beginning of a distant, yet all too familiar roller coaster ride from about 21 years ago. I send my love and prayers your way along with assurances that you will indeed be blessed with the strength and endurance you need to meet the days ahead. Much has changed in 21 years and I’m confident you’ll be well cared for with positive results. Know that you are loved and that you have an ear of understanding here should you need one. That gnawing anxiety in the deep gut can be exhausting and I know all about those feelings. Thanks for your willingness to share and for letting all of us join fight with you!!
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